Chapter Five #2
“Come for me again, Tink. Get me nice and wet, then I’ll give you what you really want.
” I grabbed the lube and popped the top before letting some drip between her cheeks.
I worked it into her until I could thrust my finger in and out without resistance.
If she’d played back here before, she wasn’t saying.
The way she lifted her ass told me plenty.
Whether this was her first time or not, she was enjoying it.
It wasn’t long before she squeezed my dick again, coming even harder than before.
The gush of her release slicked my cock and trickled down her thighs.
Pulling free of her pussy, I spread her ass cheeks and placed the head of my cock against her rosette.
Pushing slowly, I breached the tight ring of muscle.
My body tensed as I fought for control. She squeaked at the intrusion and stiffened a moment.
I didn’t want to hurt her. It wasn’t like I was a small man.
Even if she’d used her toy back here before, I doubted it was as big as me.
If it had been, she wouldn’t have been so fucking tight.
I slid my hand around her belly and down between her legs, brushing my fingers over her clit.
I stroked her until she pressed back against me, taking more of my dick.
When I knew she was ready for more, I sank into her deeper, not stopping until she’d taken all of me.
My eyes damn near crossed at how tight she was.
Never felt anything like it. If she enjoyed this as much as I did, I’d definitely be fucking her ass again. Multiple times.
“That’s it, Tink. Fucking beautiful. I love seeing your ass stretched tight around my cock.
” I ran a hand down her spine while my fingers still worked her clit.
The hard little bud was swollen and slippery.
I rubbed it in small circles, pressing a little harder every fourth stroke before lightening my touch again. “You okay?”
She nodded. “Keep going.”
“You sure? If it’s too soon…” Jesus fuck please don’t let her tell me to stop!
I would, but I would fucking hate it. As it was, it took everything I had to hold back and not slam into her ass over and over.
I wanted to pin her down, use my body to press her into the mattress, and fuck her like the beast I’d been named for.
When it came to sex, sometimes I was more animal than man, or so I’d been told.
“No! Please, Eric. I want this.”
I braced a hand by her head, leaning over her back. I pinched and rubbed her clit as I fucked her, riding her tight ass, my hips slapping against her with every thrust. “Fuck!”
She squirmed under me and I wished I had more hands. I wanted to play with her nipples, work her pussy, and be able to hold myself up while I fucked her. Mostly, I wanted her screaming in pleasure.
“Come for me, Lyssa. Need you to come.”
“Eric, I… I need…”
“What do you need? Tell me.” I’d give her anything she wanted as long as she came for me again.
“More. I need more.”
I groaned. Christ. More of my cock? More fucking? “More what, Tink?”
“Harder.” I heard her audibly swallow. “Fuck me harder. Use me. I… I liked feeling your weight over me, holding me down. I want to feel you come inside me.”
Her words lit a fire inside me and I knew there would be no holding back.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and took what I wanted.
I drove into her with hard, deep strokes until I came, filling her ass with my cum.
My cock twitched and I wished I could stay buried in her a while longer, but I worried I’d hurt her.
She hadn’t uttered a word of complaint. Had seemed to enjoy herself.
Still, it wasn’t like she’d ever done this before, and I’d already thoroughly used her pussy. She’d be hurting more than likely.
I eased out of her and unfastened the cuffs before lifting her into my arms. I carried her into the bathroom and started the shower. Before she could get in, I stopped her, pressing my hand to her back so she’d bend over.
“Spread your ass cheeks, Tink. Let me see.”
She did as I commanded and the sight of my cum leaking out of her was enough to make me hard again.
With her, it was like I was a decade younger and ready to go all the damn time.
Couldn’t remember the last time I’d gone more than once in a night, except with my hand, or even wanted to.
The club whores were good for a quick release, but it wasn’t like I wanted to linger with any of them.
Most times, I gave them a wide berth. The novelty had worn off long ago.
“Fucking beautiful,” I said.
She stood and looked at me over her shoulder. “What is it with men getting off on seeing their cum on a woman? I’d always thought that was just a thing in books.”
“Exactly what books have you been reading?”
She grinned at me. “The naughty kind.”
“I think I need to read these books. Maybe there’s stuff in there we can try.”
She waggled her eyebrows at me. “Oh, yeah. Lots of stuff. But I don’t think you’ll want to try the ones that require more than one guy. Unless you like sharing?”
I growled at her, narrowing my eyes.
“Right,” she said. “No sharing. So much for having lots of hands on me and more than one cock in me at the same time.”
I tossed her over my shoulder, smacking her ass several times before I stepped into the shower with her. I set her on her feet with a glare.
“Don’t even joke about another man’s cock being anywhere near you much less inside you. I will fucking end anyone who dares touch you.”
She trailed her fingers down my chest, giving me an innocent smile. “Guess you better make sure I don’t have a reason to ever need more.”
“Careful, Tink. You’re treading a very fine line. If your ass is sore right now, it’s nothing compared to how it will feel if you piss me off and even so much as eye another man like he’s your favorite dessert.”
I saw the curiosity in her eyes and knew she might very well push me just to see what I’d do. And I’d show her. It would be a lesson she’d never forget. The thought of punishing her made me hard as granite. Corrupting my innocent little Tink was going to be fun as hell.
I pointed to the bench along the wall. “Go. Sit. And don’t move until I tell you to.”
She looked like she might argue, but she did as I said.
I quickly soaped my cock, not want to chance giving her an infection by fucking her again without cleaning up first. When I’d finished, I knelt at her feet, spreading her legs.
The lips of her pussy parted, her clit still hard and protruding.
Leaning down, I lapped at the little bud before biting it gently.
Her thighs squeezed my head. “So good, Eric.”
I didn’t stop until she’d come twice, then I flipped her over, bending her over the bench, and drove into her wet pussy.
My body pressed against hers as I thrust into her.
I couldn’t draw this one out, making it last as long as I had before.
My need for her was still sharp. And the thought of her even thinking of another man’s dick made me want to claim her all over again, cover her in my cum.
I powered into her, holding her down. She’d wanted to be used so I told myself I was only giving her what she’d wanted.
I’d always needed to be in charge in the bedroom.
With her, it was a little different. Oh, I still wanted to be in charge, but there was something more.
A need to possess her, to own every part of her, and make her want it just as much.
It wasn’t just my dick I wanted her to beg for.
No, I wanted her to crave submission, as long as it was only to me, and only during sex. The rest of the time, I liked her fire.
The tile was hell on my knees, but I didn’t care right then. I made her come again before I filled her with my cum.
“Christ, Tink. I’m too fucking old for this.” I groaned as I slipped free of her body and staggered to my feet. She giggled as she stood, then turned to kiss me.
“Not old. I think you’re just right,” she said, twining her arms around my neck. “Seasoned to perfection. My sexy, almost-silver fox. Even now, as sore as my pussy is, I still wouldn’t tell you no if you bent me over again.”
Seasoned to perfection? I nearly snorted. She made me sound like a damn steak. Then again, I could easily make a snack of her, so maybe she felt the same about me. She hadn’t exactly disliked having my cock in her mouth, or anywhere else.
“Come on, beautiful. Let’s get cleaned up. We can make a bunch of finger foods, grab some drinks, and watch TV for a while.”
“Sounds like the perfect way to spend a day.”
I took my time washing her, loving the soft feel of her skin against my hands.
She’d only been part of my life for one fucking night, and already I knew it would feel like someone had ripped my chest open if she were to leave.
The moment she’d walked into the clubhouse, my life had changed.
I’d known then I wanted her. I just hadn’t realized I’d be keeping her.
I still had to order her a property cut, and I needed to call Church to make an official announcement.
I wasn’t asking their permission, but I needed it on the record that Tink was mine.
“My beautiful Tink.” I kissed her softly. “Thank you.”
“For what?” she asked.
“For coming here. You changed my life with that kiss. Now you’re mine, and I’m never letting you go. I think I lost Lo, and Charlotte left, because I was supposed to wait for you. It was fate you walked in yesterday. I only hope you don’t come to regret being here.”
She cupped my cheek. “Never. I will never regret it. I’m right where I’m supposed to be.”
I kissed her again, then shut off the water. Whatever it took, I’d make her happy, give her a life she loved. She was used to being part of a club, but she’d been their princess before. Now she was my queen.